The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The sound of the heavy steel door sliding shut behind them was not a slam, but a definitive, hydraulic exhalation that sucked the last of the ambient light from the corridor, leaving the twelve-year-old boy, Arthur Penhaligon, standing in the gray, recycled air of the intake processing center, a place that smelled of ozone, wet concrete, and the faint, sweet rot of institutional decay. He stood...

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